The Leash, The Lamppost, The Pain

I used to walk you on your little leash, in the early morning light;

We’d pass lampposts that I’d shudder at, they filled me with such fright!

On them owners hung memorials, for the precious doggie they had lost;

I prayed you’d live for twenty years, and avoid that at all cost!

Through the years we shared our love, you filled my life with precious joy;

You were much more than just a doggie, you were my Blessed little boy!

A decade passed and you looked so young, people thought you just five years;

But three years later a storm arrived, the culmination of all my fears!

For you left before you turned fourteen, as my heart and soul were torn;

Now it’s “your” name written on the plaque, that the lamppost does adorn!

Every time I am very close to it, I touch it and feel your fur;

For on your leash and not the lamppost, is where I wish that you still were!

I also wish I could have a switch, that turned off all my pain;

Then I could turn it on just once a day, as I knelt at your remains!

By your ashes atop your Sacred Shrine, with the implements that were you;

I’d say Blessed prayers and cry many tears, but then they’d all be through!

Then each time I thought about our life, whether daytime or at night;

I would remember only happy times, when we kissed and held so tight!

I could always have a smiling face, instead of the moue that never leaves;

I could often laugh instead of cry, as I celebrated instead of grieved!

Today marks exactly twenty seven months, since you had to leave my side;

My broken heart and sobbing soul, a million tears have they both cried!

The pain consumes me, I can’t it fight, my love for you so vast;

So unless I find that on-off switch, forever will it last!

I cry for you so

My heavy heart heaves with tear

My soul torn in two